Merry Evil Zun Xiuxian Ji

"What?" Wang Xun stood up abruptly, the wound on his back that had just been congealed by the coagulated plasma burst open, and blood flowed out again.

A soldier beside Wang Xunfeng hurriedly shouted: "It must be Qian Si and the young master, why don't you hurry up and open the door?"

The yamen servant shouted with a look of ashes: "It's too late, there are bandits outside, and now we can't hold the door once we open the door."

Without saying a word, Wang Xunfeng climbed up to the top of the wall with a few steps, looked out, and then his body froze, his whole body collapsed, and the soldiers next to him raised their knives and shouted: "My lord is just such a single seedling, it's not good Open the door!" As he said, he was about to grab the door.

At this time, this door was related to his own death, and the servants pulled out their water and fire sticks and knives from their waists, and guarded the door tightly.

When the soldiers saw this situation, they were all indignant, and the two sides were about to fight with each other.

"Nonsense! What kind of door do you open? Once this door is opened, Deyang City will be completely over!" Wang Xunfeng kicked the sergeant who took the lead, and then sat down again, closing his eyes hard, biting his cheeks trembling .

Chang Xiao also walked up to the wall with a few steps, and stepped outside. Before he could see clearly, a feathered arrow flew past his temples. Chang Xiao shrank his neck in shock. In his previous life, he was also under the hail of bullets. The one who walked over had also been shot in the head, so this feathered arrow really couldn't scare him.

Chang Xiao changed his place and looked with his head. This time, his movements were much smaller, and he could see the situation outside clearly.

I saw that the outside of the yamen is now brightly lit, with torches everywhere, and there are densely packed bandits as far as the eye can see. These bandits are completely different from those who burned, killed and looted before. They are all tough, and some have red faces. At first glance, they grew up eating concentrated feed. They are completely different from those wild bandits. The most important thing is that these bandits are not like a loose sand, but have a clear discipline. Although there are many people standing there, they are No noise came out, which alone was unusual.

At this moment, Chang Xiao understood why Wang Xunfeng was in such a mess. If he had ignored Wang Xunfeng's dissuasion and rushed forward, he would have bumped into the steel plate when he encountered these bandits, and he would have smashed his head to pieces.

At this time, under the stone lion at the gate of the yamen, there was a man in his 30s holding an iron gun in his hand, and a child of six or seven years old on his back, looking at the bandits.

The child was motionless, even though he often smiled, he couldn't tell if he was injured.

Chang Xiao looked at this scene and knew that Wang Xunfeng was right. This door cannot be opened. Once opened, the bandits outside would rush in. The Zhizhou of this city is dead, the city guard is dead, and the city is considered completely. Fallen.For the entire Deyang City, Huang Zhizhou and Wang Chengshou are a banner, and if the banner is less than that, the city is still in the hands of the imperial court.And the most important thing is that even if it is opened, the door cannot save Wang Xunfeng's grandson at all.A sober person knows how to choose, but if the person outside the door is his grandson or the only seedling, few people are often sober. Based on this alone, Chang Xiao admires Wang Xunfeng. A character who rolled out of the sea.

The militia outside was a fat man with a grin on his face. Some philistines looked like unscrupulous businessmen instead of militias. The fat man looked at the middle-aged man carrying the child and said with a smile: "I heard that you carried the child on your back." Is it Wang Renfu, the grandson of the city guard Wang Xunfeng?"

That middle-aged man is Qian Si, he is the stick teacher of Wang Xunfeng's grandson, but unfortunately Wang Renfu has been weak and sick since he was a child, and he only learned some methods to strengthen his body, and has never learned any advanced skills. The sword, the blood flowed out unstoppably, his face was slightly pale due to excessive blood loss, but the expression on his face was full of unyielding, holding the spear in both hands was as steady as a rock, unshakable.

He didn't speak, he was looking for an opportunity, and the feather arrows on the opposite side were aimed at him. If not, he could have thrown the child behind him into the yamen along the wall. He has the strength, but now What happened was that if he made a slight move, the feathered arrows from the opposite side would probably shoot at him. Neither he nor Wang Renfu would be spared. He needed a chance!

At this time, the child who had been lying on Qian Laosi's back suddenly raised his head and said, "I'm here!" The voice was not loud, but the tone was a bit weird, and most people would not be able to hear what was said without listening carefully.

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, but they didn't care, what a child's nonsense, why should he care?

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Deji Harba and Yeshi had already split up, running around the city, looking for traces of the reincarnated Living Buddha. In this chaos, even the two of them had to be careful, because in Deyang City, there is a large population and mobs are everywhere. There is bloody aura everywhere, and in such an atmosphere, they can't use their supernatural powers at all, and they can only use [-]-[-]% of them at most. If they get sap out of nowhere, they will be really unlucky.

Yixi just walked outside the yamen at this time, surrounded by bandits in the distance, he couldn't see clearly from the outside, and was about to go around directly, but the words from Wang Xunfeng's grandson came to his ears—— I'm here!

Why is this tone so similar to the voice of the Living Buddha back then?

Yeshi's whole body trembled. When the living Buddha sat down, he was one of the thirteen people present. Only those present were qualified to look for the living Buddha, because they were guided by the living Buddha. At that time, the voice of the living Buddha spoke to Yixi. Remember it clearly and never forget it.

Yixi didn't care that there were bandits in front of him, and rushed into the bandits as soon as he took a step. These bandits were the elite of the bandits, and they had been following Xie Diguang all the time. Lama, the shoe sole light was in awe of them, so they didn't dare to offend them, and they all walked away. If it were other bandits, the swords and guns would be greeted at the rampant Yixi at this time.

Yixi rushed into the circle with a few steps, looked around, his face immediately showed ecstasy, and saw a middle-aged man with a gun in his hand carrying a child on his back under the big stone lion at the gate of the yamen, which was exactly in line with what the living Buddha said at the time .

"Go straight to the east, and stop when you see a flaming mountain range. Under the shelter of a lion, there is a man holding a poisonous snake on his back and carrying a child on his back. That child is the reincarnated living Buddha."

Flaming mountains, stone lions, men, spears like poisonous snakes in their hands, and children on their backs.All the key words collided at this moment, plus the "I am here" just now, it was clearly the living Buddha's guidance to him.

Yixi didn't care and rushed towards Qian Si who was carrying Wang Renfu on his back.

Qian Si was startled, not knowing what the lama with a skull pinned to his waist was going to do, he quickly shook the spear in his hand, the fiery red spear exploded in the air, a spirit snake nodded, and nodded towards Yixi. Chest stab.

Although Yeshe was not as skilled as Tenzin among the lamas, he was not mediocre either. He swung his body to avoid the point of the gun, and reached out to grab the body of the gun.

Qian Si was overjoyed. This monk wanted to die. He had worked hard on this gun for more than 20 years. Is his gun so easy to grasp?

Qian Si's wrist flicked, and the long spear in his hand shrank violently like a loach. The entire barrel of the iron gun was arched, and then he fired fiercely, heading towards Yixi's chest three times faster than the nod of the spirit snake move. go.

Yixi patronized the joy of finding the living Buddha, and was shocked at this moment, the person carrying the living Buddha was not easy, and hurriedly backed away, just like this, Qian Si's spear pointed a bloody flower on his chest, but it was only a skin trauma That's all.

Yixi didn't dare to attack again, retreated to a safe distance, and looked at Qian Si with flickering eyes.If he was outside the city, he would have countless methods to smash the spear-wielding layman to pieces, but among this crowd, under the blazing blood and sun, he couldn't use Taoism, magic and supernatural powers.

While Yixi was thinking about it, he heard the fat man shout coldly: "You man with a gun, hand over that doll, and when we persuade Old Man Wang to surrender, I will arrange a comfortable place for you in the rebel army." , if you don’t hand it over, we’re going to shoot arrows!”

Yixi's eyes flashed suddenly, "Shoot the arrow! Quickly release the arrow! Shoot him to death!" Yixi roared.

A living Buddha would not be injured by random arrows, even if he was reincarnated and his cultivation had dropped to a low point, he would definitely not be injured by a mortal sword, and the arrow would naturally kill the one who used the gun.

Fat collar glanced at Yixi with blood-red eyes. He knew a little about this lama. The guy on the soles of his shoes almost confessed them as his ancestors. Even the attack on Deyang City was instigated by these two lamas. Otherwise, where would the courage come from with the bare soles and this thick and hard shell!

Although Fat Collar disdains the practice of adoring monks, such as shoe soles, he has no choice. After all, shoe soles are in charge. Hearing this lama barking like a mad dog at this time, he waved his hands. He said in a low voice: "Don't shoot that doll, we are still hoping to use this child to make Mr. Wang surrender!"

The archers behind Fat Leader were all Orion origins, and they had some basic knowledge in bows and arrows. It was not difficult to shoot a big living person at such a short distance.

When the bow and arrow were strung up, there was a soft squeak, and then there was a sound of breaking wind, Qian Si's chest popped, and a sword feather stabbed firmly into his chest.

With a roar, Qian Si backed up a few steps, bumping into the courtyard wall outside the yamen before stopping.

Qian Si knew that everything was over, and he didn't care about other things, so he grabbed Wang Renfu by the collar and pulled him off his back, and was about to throw him into the yamen yard with his hands.

However, in this instant, seven or eight feathered arrows shot him all over, like a hedgehog.

Among them was a brilliant arrow, which hit Wang Renfu's wrist that was about to force him by the collar, Qian Sizhi pulled Wang Renfu out from behind, before he had time to throw it out, he lost his strength and fell limp.

Wang Renfu seemed to be frightened, and stood up abruptly from Qian Si's side, and was about to walk towards Yixi, but then Qian Si's other hand grabbed his wrist, and suddenly moved towards his arms, The other arm wrapped around Wang Renfu and held him tightly in front of him, as if to use Wang Renfu as a shield to protect himself.

The bandits on the opposite side couldn't help laughing out loud when they saw this scene, and the fat man said with a smirk, "I thought you were a man, but I didn't expect to use the master's son as a shield at this time, tsk tsk, what a shame!"

The yamen servants watching from the wall couldn't help sighing, even the sergeants who were more familiar with Qian Si's eyes widened in disbelief!If a man dies, he will die. How can we use children as a shield?

Only Chang Xiao seems to understand something, but he is not sure!He frowned and looked at Qian Si.